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... Hymen , by W. Carey , Esq ... 444 The Wedding Day , by the same .. 445 Song , from the German , by B. Beresford .. .................. 446 The Fourth Ode of Horace , Book III . imitated , by the late Rev. W. B. Stevens . 447 Stanzas ...
... Hymen , by W. Carey , Esq ... 444 The Wedding Day , by the same .. 445 Song , from the German , by B. Beresford .. .................. 446 The Fourth Ode of Horace , Book III . imitated , by the late Rev. W. B. Stevens . 447 Stanzas ...
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... Hymen's galling chain , Their censure is ill plac'd ; His rule unjustly is abus'd , That which deserves to be accus'd Is - their own want of taste . I know a pair , whose souls combin'd By Nature as by Hymen join'd , Appear almost as ...
... Hymen's galling chain , Their censure is ill plac'd ; His rule unjustly is abus'd , That which deserves to be accus'd Is - their own want of taste . I know a pair , whose souls combin'd By Nature as by Hymen join'd , Appear almost as ...
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... Hymen glow ; To thee the pencil and the lyre The fairest dreams of Fancy owe . Then grant , oh grant , propitious Boy , The beauteous Delia to my arms ; No more delay the bridal joy , But yield to love her virgin charms . For this , a ...
... Hymen glow ; To thee the pencil and the lyre The fairest dreams of Fancy owe . Then grant , oh grant , propitious Boy , The beauteous Delia to my arms ; No more delay the bridal joy , But yield to love her virgin charms . For this , a ...
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... Hymen glow'd , Bright burn'd the flame , and pure the passion flow'd ; Three tedious summers had its fervor prov'd , And with thy own chaste fire BELINDA lov'd . Gay glides the vessel to the destin'd shore , Sudden the tempests rage ...
... Hymen glow'd , Bright burn'd the flame , and pure the passion flow'd ; Three tedious summers had its fervor prov'd , And with thy own chaste fire BELINDA lov'd . Gay glides the vessel to the destin'd shore , Sudden the tempests rage ...
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... and Innocence tript it along : By the delicate snow - drop was Innocence known , Contentment took heart's - ease and call'd it her own ; Nor envy'd the gay or the great in the throng . LINES FROM THE SPANISH OF VILLEGAS . HYMEN ! ere 223.
... and Innocence tript it along : By the delicate snow - drop was Innocence known , Contentment took heart's - ease and call'd it her own ; Nor envy'd the gay or the great in the throng . LINES FROM THE SPANISH OF VILLEGAS . HYMEN ! ere 223.
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